Some F wording Children

I had just gotten home I was standing in my bedroom just trying to figure out how I was going to end the day. My bedroom blinds were still open when this gaggle of children walked by, one of the children said “a shemale lives there” as they pointed to my front door. A few others looked back at my door.

I was flipping them off but I don’t think they saw me.

I have been called a car part to many times to count, but that may have been the first time I have been called a shemale.

Never call me a car part, never call me a ladyboy, never call me a shemale, and please do not call me Transgender.